Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 520 Ninety-seven. Welcome to Hell

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   There was a heavy dragging sound at the bottom of the crater.

   A magic dragged away.

   It is much thinner than the first demon, and its lead-grey belly is almost glued to its back.

  The slightly raised feature of the chest indicates its gender—or the gender it was when it was human.

   The consciousness of the low-level demons at the bottom of this kind of hell, which even fresh souls can't defeat, has long been wiped out by the fiery torment of hell, and most of them are left with instinct.

  They are usually reduced to the food of higher-level demons. If you are lucky enough to find a group of the same kind, they can live until the day they are eaten by their companions. Or until even instinct is completely wiped out.

  The burning **** and its demons have always been the place where people talk.

   This thin and unusually thin devil, who could starve to death at any time, did not enjoy this delicious soul, and even ignored the minced meat around the soul.

   It just dragged Lu Li with great difficulty, to take him somewhere.

   But the steep edge of the crater also stumped the demon. After falling several times, and after slipping down with the disgraced Lu Li, it gave up its plan to leave here, and clumsily brought Lu Li back to the boulder in the center of the crater.

   The protagonist circled around the boulder for a few times, but found no threat. He returned to Lu Li, arched his head on a dirt bag on the ground, and dragged out a piece of Richard's legacy.

  It doesn't mind being stained with the dust on it, it opens its mouth half the size of its face, and bows its head to bite and eat.

   The sharp teeth easily ripped apart the gray skin, biting down the same gray flesh and swallowing it. But the demon ate a lot, but his abdomen was still clinging to his back, and there was no swelling.

   A few minutes later, most of the corpse had been eaten. The demon had no intention of stopping, and still ate hungry, frantically as if the corpse could not be filled, and the next one was Lu Li, who was in a coma next to him.

   Soon, the demon swallowed the last leg of the corpse, raised his neck, and the protruding outline of the soles of his feet appeared under the skin of the gray neck, and cut into the chest cavity.

   A whole corpse didn't let the demon's stomach bulge at all, so it landed its target on the shredded flesh dozens of meters away.

The head of the    Demon turned to Lu Li, as if to confirm whether Lu Li was safe, and then crawled towards the minced meat.

   As it gradually moved away, Lu Li's eyelashes next to the huge stone suddenly trembled slightly.

   That feeling is indescribable.

   is like putting a spoon in your head and stirring it vigorously, mixing the brain into a mass of brains. Everything is broken, twisted, misshapen.

   Lu Li was never attacked, from start to finish. He just accidentally broke into the realm of some indescribable existence, and then briefly came into contact with the permeating, insignificant, aura of that realm.

   This contact made his consciousness almost crazy.

   It is like a small wooden boat that broke into a storm in the deep sea and was broken by the waves. The storm had nothing to do with the little wooden boat, nor was it directed at the little boat, it just broke in unfortunately.

  It was just a coincidence, it happened to be there, and Lu Li just hit it.

The    regained consciousness also brought back those negative effects, such as the unbearable feeling of vomiting.

   Slowly opened his eyes, those black eyes like black gems were like a dry desert at the moment.

   The blurred vision gradually recovered. The first was a demon lying not far away, which was making a hyena-like whimpering threat at itself.

   or not.

   A pair of leather boots stopped in front of his forehead, and then a mocking whisper sounded: "It's a pleasure to see you in a woeful way."

   She has consciousness.

   She recognized me.

   seems to be the enemy.

   Lu Li, who had not yet asked for the negative influence, had difficulty distinguishing the identity of the other party from his voice. He turned his head, and his clear line of sight allowed him to recognize that it was a neat woman wearing a trench coat and covering her eyes with a piece of cloth.

   is somewhat familiar, but difficult to recall.

"Who are you?"

   asked Lu Li, who frowned because of the headache and dizziness.

   "You don't remember me?!"

   An angry dissatisfaction sounded, she angrily raised her boots and kicked Lu Li's stomach——

   Countless illusory arms suddenly emerged from the void and grabbed the woman.

The moment    saw them, the man's expression became panic and panic, and he screamed: "Wait a minute I'm like you! I'm here to help Lu Li!"

   This sentence saved the woman's life, those illusory arms disappeared again, guarding Lu Li in the invisible void.

   "Lucky guy, it looks like you saved a lot of people." The woman whispered.

   "Can you answer my question?" Lu Li raised his palm and was gradually regaining control of his body.

   "That's how you spoke to the benefactor who came to rescue you first?" The woman raised her jaw and sneered ironically, "Ruth, that poor girl who was shot to death by you."

Not many people who knew her name Lu Li had contacted, but he still recalled for dozens of seconds, and it was only when the woman's expression became more and more annoyed that she found her identity from the depths of her memory - that was too long, at least as long as Lu Li's several months' experience. experience.

   Mrs. An Lei Art Gallery, the ghost who "died" because of Lu Li's confession.

  Lu Li personally ended her, thinking she would become an enemy.

   "You were already dead then." Lu Li corrected the mistake in Ruth's words and looked at the demon not far away: "And it's the first one."

   He wakes up quickly because of the demon's drag.

   "It's just a hunger demon left with instinct." Ruth said contemptuously.

   Lu Li asked back, "Is it someone who was helped by me like you?"

  Ruth seemed impatient with Lu Li, but still replied, "That's the only reason I can think of not attacking us."

  Lu Li looked at the demon silently, he couldn't identify its identity at all.

   He remembered those illusory arms that blocked the devil's approach and almost attacked Ruth who had just exposed his hostility: "What about those arms?"

   "Incomplete broken soul, or the remnant soul left after death." Ruth glanced at the fangs demon not far away with pity. "This demon is going to starve to death, and if it dies, it will become those loyal dogs guarding you."

   "Now tell me how you died?"

  Lu Li replied calmly, "I'm not dead."

   "You're not dead?"

   "Hell from the psychic."

   "No wonder you don't look scared." Ruth looked Lu Li up and down with a look of disgust. "Then why stay in this bad place? Go back quickly."

   "I can't go back." Lu Li shook his head gently. "There was a being outside hell, and I broke into its **** and came back in a coma. Not sure if it's still there."

   Lu Li's situation did not support him to try again.

   "It sounds like you can't go back?"

  Ruth whistled, looking in a good mood, and stretched out her leather-gloved palm to Lu Li.

   "Then welcome to hell."

   (end of this chapter)